sucked-when I quietly rose, placed myself between her thighs, and began to kiss her cunt, keeping my eyes on Lady Betty, so as to note the effect on her of this fresh torture to her daughter.
Lady Betty’s eyes opened wide in shocked surprise-then as a half strangled shriek broke from Molly, she screamed: ‘Oh, my God! don’t Jack! you’ll drive Molly mad!’ Just then my tongue commenced to play on Molly’s cunt, working along her lips, darting between them when they began to pout and, every now and then, caressing her clitoris, the subtle titillation sending Molly into shrieking convulsions as she felt she was being slowly driven against her wishes to spending point! Again Lady Betty screamed: ‘Stop Jack, for God’s sake stop!’ as she saw her daughter squirming and quivering and heard her now half inarticulate cries. I made a sign to the girls. Promptly Alice and Fanny seized Lady Betty’s breasts, while Connie forced her hand between Lady Betty’s thighs and tickled her cunt! ‘Oh, my God! leave me alone!’ she shrieked, struggling frantically but unavailingly-her eyes remaining fixed on her daughter’s now violently agitated body, for I had forced her to the verge of spending. Then a great convulsion shook Molly, ‘Oh-h-h-h’ she ejaculated, then spent with exquisite tremors and thrills, while an unmistakable shriek from Lady Betty proclaimed that Connie’s finger had brought about an unwilling but nevertheless delicious discharge.
Impatiently I waited till the thrills of pleasure had ceased, then I sprang on her, seized her in my arms, brought my prick to bear on her cunt, and with a vigorous shove, I succeeded in forcing its head inside her maiden orifice in spite of her cries and frantic struggles. There her virgin barrier blocked the way. Gripping her tightly to me, I rammed fiercely into her, evidently hurting Molly dreadfully, for her shrieks rang through the room as I strove to get into her, Lady Betty also frenziedly crying: ‘Stop! stop!’ being terribly upset by the sight of her daughter’s agonies and her cries. Molly was very tight indeed, and, in spite of being tied down, wriggled her strong young body so desperately that it was some little time before I could get a really good thrust; but presently I managed to pin her for a moment, then shoving furiously into her, I burst through her virgin defences. A fearful shriek announced her violation, Lady Betty (whose breasts and cunt were still being handled and fingered by the girls) crying hysterically: ‘Oh, my darling!… my darling!…’ as with eyes dilated with horror, she watched her daughter being ravished right in front of her and recognised the very moment when Molly lost her maidenhead!
Now firmly lodged inside Molly, I drove my prick up to its root in her now smarting cunt-then lay motionless on her for a moment till her cries ceased. Then I set to work to fuck her in real earnest, first with long slow strokes, then with quicker and more excited ones-Molly submitting passively as if recognising that resistance now was useless; the deed had been done, her virginity had been snatched from her! Presently, however, she began to agitate herself under me, as if involuntarily, as she succumbed to the imperious demands of her now fully aroused sexual emotions and erotic impulses; as my movements on her became more and more riotous and unrestrained, she responded half unconsciously, half mechanically, by jogging and heaving her bottom and hips upwards as if to meet my vigorous down-strokes. Soon our movements became a tempest of confused heaves, shoves, thrusts and wriggles, then the heavenly climax overtook us! I felt a warm discharge from her as she quivered voluptuously in my arms, then I spent madly, pouring my boiling essence into her virgin interior in rapturous ecstasy as I deliciously consummated Molly’s violation, revelling in her exquisite thrills and tremors as she felt my hot discharge shoot into her-her movements being astonishingly like those of the mother when I spent into Lady Betty; but such was the violence of the sexual orgasm that shook Molly for the first time in her life that she went off into a semi-trance!
Nine
As soon as I had recovered from the delirious ecstasy of my spending, I kissed Molly’s still unconscious lips, rose gently off her and cruelly displayed my bloodstained prick to Lady Betty and the excited girls. After exulting over Lady Betty’s distress and the sight of this incontrovertible evidence of her daughter’s violation, I said, ‘I fancy you would like to attend to Molly yourself, your ladyship. If I let you both loose for the purpose, will you promise to allow yourselves to be fastened again in such a way as I may indicate?’
‘Yes! yes!’ she cried feverishly in her maternal anxiety to attend to Molly before it was too late.
Immediately we set them both free. Hastily Lady Betty caught up Molly in her arms, and after passionately kissing her she led her away to the girls’ alcove, while the girls delightedly bathed and sponged away the marks of my victory from my rejoicing prick, kissing and caressing it as if in sweet congratulation.
‘Now we’ll wind up with a great orgy of cruelty, dears,’ I said. ‘You heard Lady Betty’s promise?’ They nodded excitedly. ‘It would hardly have been possible for us to have forced them into the soixante-neuf position-at all events it would have been very difficult. We’ll now make them place themselves so, on the half bench, then tie them down, Lady Betty on Molly. We then can command their cunts for feeling and fingering and tickling and frigging, and by slightly moving Lady Betty backwards we could suck them and I could fuck them, standing upright-but you won’t be able to do so. Do you want to do it?’
They glanced at each other for a moment, then shook their heads: ‘We shall be quite content to satisfy our desires when they get too imperious by fucking each other, Jack!’ said Alice merrily. ‘Connie and Fanny haven’t tried each other yet and will be delighted to do so presently.’ The two girls glanced tenderly at each other and blushed deliciously. ‘My God, Jack! what a doing the poor things will have had by the time we let them away-do you think they can stand it?’
‘Oh yes, dear!’ I replied with a smile, ‘they’re very strong. And it is about time we all had a little refreshment.’
So I opened some champagne and poured out six tumblers, adding a little brandy to the two glasses destined for Lady Betty and Molly, who just then emerged from the alcove, Molly with both hands shielding her cunt, while Lady Betty covered hers with one hand, while her other arm was passed round her daughter. Both looked terribly forlorn and disconsolate as they approached us; and when the girls crowded round Molly and congratulated her on having become a woman, poor Lady Betty’s eyes sought mine with a look of shocked horror. I handed the champagne round and we all partook of it with relish, especially Lady Betty and Molly, whom it seemed to revive.
‘Now let us resume,’ I cried cheerfully, ‘come along girls, come Lady Betty, bring Molly with you.’ And I moved towards the bench with the girls, while our unhappy victims followed slowly and reluctantly.
‘Now Molly, you just lie down on your back on this bench, just as your mother was made to do-open your legs, put one on each side.’ Reluctantly she obeyed, and soon she was lashed firmly to the longitudinal bars by her wrists and ankles, a lovely sight.
‘Now, Lady Betty, place yourself on your daughter reverse ways, your head between her thighs, her head between your legs. Lie on her, and when we have arranged you properly on her, we’ll tie you down!’
Lady Betty flushed painfully, horror-stricken. ‘Oh, Jack, I can’t!… really I can’t do it!… it’s too horrible!’ she exclaimed, burying her face in her hands and shuddering at the idea.
‘Now remember your promise, Lady Betty,’ I said somewhat sternly as if I was annoyed, ‘come, no nonsense-lie down on Molly!’
‘Oh, my God!’ she wailed. With an effort, she slowly went up to the bench on which poor Molly was lying, bound down and helpless, and shivering with dread-she stood still for a moment as if struggling with repugnance, then stooping down, she kissed her daughter passionately, whispering: ‘My darling, I can’t help it!’ then reluctantly she passed one leg over Molly’s face and laid herself down on her daughter as ordered. Promptly Alice and I adjusted her so that her cunt came within easy reach of Molly’s lips, while her mouth commanded Molly’s cunt, then we strapped her arms by the wrists and her legs by the ankles to the cross bars of the bench, one on each side of Molly, pulling the straps as tightly as we could-thereby further securing Molly, who now lay between her mother’s arms and legs and was pinned down by her not inconsiderable weight.
The pair afforded a remarkable spectacle to us and for some little time we stood in gloating admiration. Neither could move in the slightest degree without the other being instantly conscious of it, and realising its significance. Lady Betty now had her daughter’s freshly violated cunt right under her eyes and only a few inches off; right above Molly’s eyes and also only a few inches off, hung her mother’s cunt; neither could avoid seeing what was being done to each other’s private parts! Were ever a mother and a daughter so cruelly placed?
After a few moments of gloating, I said quietly: ‘Molly dear, I’m going to see how your cunt has been altered by your having been deflowered!’ and I knelt down between her widely parted legs, while the girls crowded round to watch, Molly crying imploringly: ‘Don’t touch me there, Jack it’s so sore!’ at which the girls laughed delightedly.
Critically, I examined Molly’s delicious organ of sex. ‘I think it is swollen a bit, and that the slit is longer-don’t you believe, Lady Betty?’ I remarked. She only moaned inarticulately, evidently feeling her position acutely. With a
